The Golden Hour
Our dreams are bigger than us
But they’re not as precious
As this present moment
My feats teach me later
The zombie I was
Wasn’t me being human
–obviously I knew
I listened for answers
Seldom, but still so
I blew out of proportion
Cause it was me
The world was doing things to
I answered with a monkey mind
And straight to it I said:
“I’ll laugh if you give me a reason”
An attempted courage grew
Faltered with the shattered bust
Somber as the dusty June
I sang into a grave
I would never forget how
Precious is our time
Things didn’t happen as I’d willed them to
I thought then it was enough
And how sad to let a dream go
Like a misty breath he blew
But all of it reminds me
With a lighter heart
There’s not just these nighttime blues